I live in a dream called Mescana. It is its own world that is forever divided into three parts. The first part is a region called Spiritana. Spiritana is a land of many colours and inspirational feelings. When one goes there they feel as if they have fallen into an acrylic painting of beautiful flowers, many shades of grass and soft butterflies. Upon the land there is a rainbow castle that rests below a silvery sky. It can be reached by going over a light yellow bridge which crosses a pastel waterfall and sparkling river. Spiritana fills one with a sensation of spirit. The second part is Soulana. Soulana is a region that is covered in a thick jungle rainforest. The people of this land live in complex tree houses that appear to be miniature palaces. These houses are all connected to each other by rope ladders and wooden bridges. These palaces create a binding circle located just below the canopy. In the centre of this circle is the soul of Soulana, the first tree planted in this region. Its house towers over the rest of the houses and is marked by a single emerald. The only way to get to the houses is to slowly climb the winding staircase weaving around this centre tree. When one takes the last step, Soulana fills them with a sensation of soul. The final part is a region called Heartana. This land is dry, deserted and looks empty. With every tear of sadness that falls, the dusty wind snatches it, in hopes of hydration. With every step one takes the fight the bitterness and darkness of memories powered by hate, greed and selfishness. Somewhere in this land is a power strong enough to turn evil into good, a power to turn hate into love. There is a saying that states there is hope within one's heart. So if one finds the courage to take the first step hope will guide the rest of the way. When hope seems to disappear there is still one hope left. It is the hope of a solitary tear unlike those before. When that tear falls the darkness will lift, and the heart of Heartana will shine through. A land of flowers purple and yellow fabric as far as the eye can see. When heart shows through Heartana will be whole and will fill one with a sensation of love from the heart. In a world forever divided into three parts. I live here, in this dream of Mescana. This dream of me.